[Intro]
You know what the f** be pissing me off?
The other motherf**ers think they running my block
Jump off that f**ing stoop, hit the f**ing gate, n***a
Grab your burners it's time to go to war
I give the n***as the whole f**ing clip
Every motherf**ing round in this motherf**er you can get
Tell 'em it's a block thing
Murder murder, murder murder
[Verse 1]
n***as run up on this red '64
You get a white tag on your big toe
These ain't punch lines, n***as kick doors
Leave your baby mama with her lip swole
All handguns, n***as pack light
n***a's mouth loose but my strap tight
n***as slide through and they bust first
We k**in' everybody that night
Block wars, we bout that life
Scuffed J's and them fist fights
Dead bodies on dead bodies
Savage, that's what I live like
Go and chop a n***a head off
f** around, let the rounds hit you
Blood splattered on them n***as with you
All I had to do was give a signal
Magazines if you got an issue
Hit one n***a with the Source
Hit two n***as with the Vibe
b**h I k** your vibe
It's a reason n***as can't f** with Chuck
I'm a Compton n***a and I don't give a f**
n***a walk around with that pistol tucked
I do drive-bys out a Bentley truck
[Pre-Hook]
(Murder murder) Whoo! Yeah
Have you ever seen a murder huh?
(Murder murder) Boom-boom-boom-boom, look
[Hook]
Have you ever seen a murder?
Have you ever seen a dead body?
Got a chopper with some rounds on it
Boop-boop, hittin' everybody
Turn the corner from your mama house
Put a n***a in the trunk
co*k your sh** and walk around the corner
Promise n***a this ain't what you want (block wars)
n***a this ain't what you want (block wars)
n***a this ain't what you want (block wars)
n***a this ain't what you want (block wars)
No, n***a this ain't what you want, whoo, yeah
(Murder murder) Boop boom boom boom
(Murder murder) Whoo
[Verse 2]
Pull up on your block, take that sh** over
Stolen choppers out of stolen Rovers
Supernova bullets rippin' through Corollas
Pure shooter like DeMar DeRozan
Hot slugs but the j**elry frozen
12 gauges on the trap sofas
Naked b**hes in the kitchen whippin' yola
Pockets fat like the young Oprah
Told the n***a he ain't want the clip
I'm filthy rich and still with the sh**
His mama cryin' but his son a b**h
I had her view the body like she from the 6
Bullets ricochetin' all through the block
n***a run his mouth like he knew the cops
I do the shootin' while the shooters watch
Then cook crack in a noodle pot
Move me? Gotta move the block
That means take shots like it's Blue Dot
n***as talkin' bout the game like it's ESPN
I'll put your a** with Stuart Scott
No conscious mind, the chronic got my mind blown
I can't stop with the murder sh**
Burn rubber, burn a clip
A lot of n***as died on how they wear the sh**
[Pre-Hook]
Shut the f** up
Or get murdered murdered murdered
Have you ever seen a dead
Murder murder murder murder
Have you ever seen a dead body?
Have you ever seen a dead body? (whoo)
Have you ever seen a
(Have you ever seen a murder huh?)
Murder murder murder murder
(Boom boom boom boom, look)
[Hook]
Have you ever seen a murder?
Have you ever seen a dead body?
Got a chopper with some rounds on it
Boop-boop, hittin' everybody
Turn the corner for your mama house
Put a n***a in the trunk
co*k your sh** and walk around the corner
Promise n***a this ain't what you want
[Outro]
Everybody lay the f** down, you know who it is n***a
Ay, what the f** you doing? n***a come here n***a
Gun in your motherf**ing mouth
n***a put that motherf**ing gun down
Before I smoke your motherf**ing homie
Ayo and get all this sh** n***a
I'm about to k** this n***a, f** you n***a
You dying too b**h a** n***a, n***a
Let's get the f** out of here